Gross and mushy anniversary post <3

thehoneyinyourtea:

I met Lucas four years ago tomorrow.  I remember sometime around Christmas ‘07 after we had been “officially together” for a few weeks, I told somebody how cool it would be if Lucas and I lasted a year and could celebrate an anniversary on 11-11.  Obviously at the time I had no idea what I had gotten myself into.  This is our 4th anniversary, 3rd city we’ve celebrated in.  We had our rough patch, it hasn’t been a straight four years of dating, but during all this time it’s more likely than not I woke up thinking about him.

Towards the beginning of Spring in ‘08, there was a night thunder woke me up.  I had made up some excuse not to work for a couple days so I could stay in Omaha with Lucas.  It was at least 3am, I realized Lucas wasn’t in bed.  At the time I hadn’t completely figured Nick out yet so I crept around the house, without turning lights on, trying to find Lucas.  I eventually found him out on the porch watching the storm.  We hadn’t experienced a season with thunderstorms together.  I was really excited when I saw how much he likes them because ever since I was little, I try to sit outside and watch everything thunderstorm I can.

I sat down with him.  He put his arm around me and kissed my forehead, apologizing if he woke me up.  I confessed that even with the chaos and people’s fear towards them, I thought thunderstorms were strangely peaceful.  He grinned a little and told me that Midwest thunderstorms were the only thing that calmed him down during his rage of being shipped to Nebraska when he was younger. 

Time almost stands still during storms, I’m not sure how long we had been sitting there when I realized his mind was preoccupied.  I was 19 at the time, so my mind went from calm to “OMG HE’S GOING TO BREAK UP WITH ME” in about 0.5 seconds.  I asked if everything was okay, to which he responded “better than ever, except something kind of freaks me out.”  He told me he thought he was in love in a previous relationship, but that feeling wasn’t even close to how he felt about me.  After expressing how being with me is the most natural feeling thing he has ever done, he told me he loved me for the first time.

On that night, I could hardly believe that one of the only good things that had happened to me in at least five years had just gotten better.  Sitting with Lucas on that wonderful porch watching a thunderstorm, I could finally feel again.  It was like every negative thing and every negative feeling that happened during my teenage years disappeared. 

Three and a half years later, he still makes me feel that way.  He has moved, I have moved, we’ve moved together, he’s graduated college, he’s changed jobs, I’ve changed schools and I’ve gotten jobs.  We’ve dealt with deaths, marriages, big family changes, cross country moves, distance, our own selfishness, people trying to ruin our relationship and traumatic events.  After everything we have experienced together, I can say with complete confidence that he is the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Even after being together four years, living together, getting cats together, talking about our future, talking about kids and being welcomed into each other’s families, I still get a little bit nervous when we go on dates.  I feel like I did four years ago, hardly being able to believe such an amazing person has interest in me.  His compassion, intellect, motivation and sense of humor constantly amaze me.  Every time he smiles at me I get a huge grin on my face, I can’t even help it.  He can still give me chills.  I never imagined I could even feel this way about someone.

Nobody knows what exactly the future looks like.  I do know that each day of the last 4 years has been better than the last.  I do know that I’m a 10x better person than I was 11-10-07 and that Lucas deserves a large portion of that credit.  I might not believe in a specific “God” but I do believe in karma, I believe in the universe being held together by something.  Whatever force, even if it be fate, convinced Francie and I to go to that Say Hi To Your Mom show and that convinced Lucas and Nick to go, was looking out for me.  I am so glad at that merch table Lucas let me have the last Cum Laude CD.  That night changed my life.  Lucas changed my life.  If any four years of the rest of my life are as good as the last four have been, I am the luckiest person in the world.

awwwwww!! you guys are my favorite.

6 months ago  /  5 notes  /  Source: thehoneyinyourtea

Turning the GOP debate into a bingo and drinking game was a bad idea.

thehoneyinyourtea:

These people are idiots. Maybe if you spent 5 seconds talking about what you would do to fix problems, rather than insult others, people would take you seriously.

FUCK. Ignorance is such a scary thing.

If Maria Bartiroma was any closer to Herman Cain and Newt Gingrich, I’m fairly positive they would start beating and raping her right on stage. Michele Bachmann would yell about how this situation is why everyone should own 500 guns. Rick Perry would start with “when I did this in Texas….” while Mitt Romney claims he did it better than Perry in Texas. Then Jon-o & Rick#2 would stand off to the side awkwardly praying and talking about what big hipsters they are.

Now that I am significantly intoxicated and just thought about a GOP presidential hopeful gang rape, I’m off to a food truck gathering where there are no GOP hopefuls making Americans homicidal.

“The three things I would cut are commerce, education and…errr…durrrrrrrr”

That was my favorite part!

6 months ago  /  6 notes  /  Source: thehoneyinyourtea